Keep The Curtains From Closing

At these times I feel a breath on my nape At these times my thoughts are like a flailing ribbon At these times I hear Footsteps closing in on my heels And see a deer in the distance Looking anxiously into my eyes But I know I'm safe- For maybe only the very first time in my life. Closing my eyes I feel like I am soaring … To someplace, I've never been before As you lift me into the air I feel I can fly And leave all my disappointments behind me Is this a stage? And if it is can we keep the curtains from closing And our own, sweet encores, coming.